I had a 2-week relationship with a guy. Even with the short time, I still want to consider him as someone special. I had personal issues that I believe would be handled better if he wouldn't be involved. After a week, I learned that he found someone new. That made me really sad.

We had a chance to talk two weeks after that and he poured out his sentiments. In respect to his new girl, I kept my distance (he was drunk). However the next day, I wished that he'd continue bugging me with his "sorry/s". It didn't happen though. He said that he's confused. Having said that, I gave him his space.

Another time came when I was there and so was he. Same topics were discussed. Then we became physical. I knew my place. Next day, he was no longer as sweet as the previous day.

Yesterday, he happened to be in the city. We had a bucket, videoke and was getting physically engrossed. He was supposed to go home by 5pm but I guess he was na-bitin, he extended his time in the city. We had dinner then went to Cottage. Weeeh.. Whatta night!

He went inside for a few seconds then wanted me to be on top. Since Im not good at it, I refused; at the same time he's done already. Small talks, blah blah. He kept glancing at his phone, said he had to go by 8pm. I felt like a slut. Then, asked me to go down. I don't know what made me do it but I did, though it wasn't finished. Thinking about it now, I find it ewww.. I mean, I don't think there was even love! I stopped, told him I wasn't satisfied. He went on top but urgh! I can't help but compare him to my other special. Lucky was way better!

Today, seems like he's no longer interested. I was hoping that by what we did last night, we would somehow be like before --- messages from morning till evening. And every message sounds like he really wanted to know what's up with me.

Today, I am sad. I am confused. I am desperate. I feel like trash, dirty, and so unworthy!